Two unfamiliar men headed her way. Zhuang Huanling squinted and frowned, instinctively annoyed. She was about to leave when she saw the handsome man in the front stride forward, blocking her path.
"Ahem, hello senior sister, I was wondering if you could tell me how to get to the Scripture Storehouse?"
Jiang Xiaobai, standing in front of Zhuang Huanling, asked with a smile, demonstrating impeccable politeness.
Zhuang Huanling was taken aback, Senior sister?
Only then she remembered: when she was imprisoned, Zhuang Yuling had specially arranged this disguise as an inner disciple of Wuhai Academy to avoid attracting attention.
At the same time, for reasons unknown, Jiang Xiaobai and AnRan also wore the attire of external disciples.
So Zhuang Huanling finally realized, they had mistaken her for a fellow disciple.
"You don't even know where the Scripture Storehouse is?" She huffed in disbelief.
Jiang Xiaobai wasn't surprised; he'd done his homework prior to this.